I believe you only have to be 18 to buy death sticks. And I don't believe most convenience store clerks check ID.

Speaking of checking ID, and this has nothing to do with the post and I'm going way off on a tangent here, but when I was in college I worked as a cashier at a grocery store. One woman came in and was writing a check so I needed her ID (this was back in the dark ages when we had to do everything manually....no scanners of any type). When I looked at her birth date, I noticed that she was only 19. The drinking age in New York was, and still is, 21. Had she been buying alcohol, I would not have asked her for ID, she looked about 45. A little while later someone else came through and that person was buying beer. I thought that person looked about 14, so I asked for ID. According to the ID, that person was 35. Holy cow. I've often wondered if they swapped ID's at some point.

Alaina, when I was 32 everyone thought I was about 21. I will be 40 in February, and I don't know what happened but suddenly I look like a middle-aged librarian! Well, a middle-aged librarian who wears nothing but t-shirts and jeans, and the only footwear I wear are sneakers, birks and hiking boots!

Dude, I mean whatever my Mother says I mean![Mom whips out a laser hairpin and dictates what to write in *patient notes* to quaking Doc]Another episode in the longest running antediluvian soap we all know and *love*: *Revenge of the Matriarch Stormtroopers*

Sounds like someone is trying to get some more money out of an insurance or civil settlement relating to the car accident. It could be legitimately related to the accident, but that makes it sound suspect, lol.

I had a similar conversation with a patient recently. She was given a medication which definitely crossed into breast milk. I knew that she was breastfeeding because she asked me about it. When I explained that the drug was dangerouse for the baby in that the infant could experience anything from extreme sedation to coma or death, she turned and looked at her mother and said, "The pharmacist said that if I take this the baby will sleep better. What do you think?" Just when we thought counseling was important!!!

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